Black Sea Lorenzo Pazzaglia

ARR! Black Sea makes me think about the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. And about whether to enter it...

It was founded as a satire. But it's not really directed against religion as such. In other words, it is not so directly directed against the fact that humans are a species whose intelligence has gotten so out of hand that they have to invent religions (...in order to indulge in thousands of years of feuding - as divided as is typical of their species -), which would certainly be worth a satire or two.

But, nope. I think this particular satire serves more to demonstrate two things to said humanoids:

Firstly, what you can't imagine, you can imagine. Because if I imagine that I cannot imagine it at all, I have already imagined it ... in an extremely one-sided and very limited way.

Secondly, there should be more effective, friendlier, more objective, more useful and more contemporary alternatives to rules invented from subjective perspectives and dogmas devised by individuals, such as the Ten Commandments. -

To emphasize the "second", there are the eight "I'd really rather you didn't "s as a collection. (Besides that, I think there's only one rule, but I'll get to that in a moment.)

Clever humor goes with the fragrance: I take it from almost the entire course. But it could also be that it only seems that way to me because I don't know sea monsters like Megamare... Anyway. - Black Sea is what I expected from Ammare, and it's even funny: Nothing about Ammare reminds me of FSM, or even of pirates. But Black Sea does. Or, to put it another way, its salt belongs in there like in pasta water (which real pastafarians always have to salt). - ARR, is all I can say. -

A major pastafarian holiday in September is Pirate Day (... pirates were the first pastafarians) - and you end sentences with ARR. - So, everyone. I'm seriously thinking about trying this, so, give this holiday a go!
With Black Sea, of course. What else is there? If the bottling lasts that long.

Who knows what will happen between now and September. Anyway, tempting, tempting. "Let's see, let's see." Here I have once again quoted Eric Cartman - does anyone remember the South Park episode where he rides along with the pirates?

Or rather, the one with him? Kumma:

Black Sea doesn't reek of the watery-hard realistic-real buccaneer life of those who probably developed precursors to today's health insurance and are referred to in some sources as pioneers of democracy.
And certainly not the gruesome reality of modern-day piracy, the "other side" of which was shown almost shockingly honestly in the aforementioned South Park episode.

Instead, it smells heavenly of what Cartman initially imagined pirate life to be like. Indulgence, sun, singing, sand - it smells nice, I'd like to say. And above all, really now mah, the fattest s o m m e r l i c h .
In addition to the very nice salt already mentioned, which is neither fishy nor pepperminty nor otherwise inappropriately disgusting, I think I can smell the crushed leaves of a lemon-scented geranium almost the whole time - a smell that I liked as a child because it has a rather unusual citrus aroma without any citric sourness. (This seems to annoy me outside of pure fragrances such as Pamplelune, so it's nice that Black Sea almost manages without it.)

Only the end is bitter. During the first test wear, I had a healthy Netflix nap during the course, and when I was woken up from it by my favorite assistant for, let's just say, good reasons, my awakened consciousness was caught exactly in the middle of this chord, this boomy shot. And I just thought, guys, obviously the world is coming to an end -

Yup yup, it's merciless, that unexpected final chord. Bitter and powerful.
Unexpectedly bitter and powerful. And that's why it's reminiscent of the South Park episode - yes. I just wanted to say. - Well: Arrr ... ?